Eczema Relief

Friday, June 26, 2015

Shea Moisture Baby Eczema Therapy with Frankincense & Myrrh -- 6 oz

About a week and a half ago Josiah developed a bad rash on his face, neck, back and upper arms. I did some research and I read that its common for newbies to develop this type of rash because of the hormone change in their bodies, called baby acne. It was supposed to go away in a couple of weeks on its own. But as the days went by I noticed it got worse and it was even hot to the touch. He was really fussy at the time and I even noticed him kinda trying to scratch his face. It looked more like eczema at this point.  So I hunted for something to give my poor little guy some relief. I came across this cream at Target and let me tell you it was awesome! He slept so good that night and the redness went away within the hour, along with the hotness. 
I wanted to recommend this Shea Moisture Baby Eczema Therapy because I know I'm not the only one who has babies with rashes and feel the need to make it all better, as a mother should! Haha. A few days later the Dr told me it was in fact eczema. A mothers intuition is always right! Well I have been applying the cream to all affected areas of his skin 2x a day and it really has improved. Oh and by the way it smells AMAZING! I rub it in my hands when I am done applying it to him because I absolutely love the smell! 
Hope everyone has a great weekend. Luis returns to work Monday so I will definitely be taking advantage of the last few days with him home. I'm so sad he will be returning to work the day before my birthday, but we will be celebrating this weekend instead! WooHoo!!

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A Busy Month

Thursday, June 25, 2015











It really has been such a busy month for our family. We have had sleepless nights, tired days, Drs appointments, errands to run, hospital stays, it literally has been endless. I have been so bad at finding a moment to fit in my writing. 
I debated with myself about sharing this publicly, but I felt that its something that may help another mother at some point so here it is. My son Josiah was born with  bilateral Clubfoot. Which means his feet developed incorrectly in the womb. For unknown reasons to scientist, Drs and myself Josiah's feet developed inward which overtime, if left untreated, can prevent from his walking properly. 
We found out at our 20 week ultrasound, which was around Christmas time. Of course it put a damper on my pregnancy, at that particular time. I had never heard of Clubfoot or met anyone who even had it. The Dr who informed me at the ultrasound said my baby had a deformity in his legs and feet and asked me if I wanted to terminate the pregnancy! I immediately said NO and was really actually appalled by his question.
 The drive home that day was very quiet and somber. After having gone through a miscarriage months before I could only cry and ask, "Why me!?" I had no idea of the future Josiah would have or the treatment he would have to go through to fix the problem. I felt like, as his mom, this was somehow my fault. Maybe something I did, or didn't do during the beginning of the pregnancy had caused this. I felt defeated and for a brief moment wanted to crawl in bed and never wake up again. I cried so much that night. I was angry. I was angry with God. I was angry with myself. I was angry with any mom who was pregnant carrying a "normal" child. I had not understood or even cared to understand, at that moment, what the purpose of this whole experience was.
I threw myself a pitty party for about a week. I cried. I slept. I stopped eating, then overate. I felt sick. Then I finally started actually doing research. I learned that it was not something I did. I learned this happens more often than I had heard of. I learned that it was treatable and most importantly I learned that it could be worse! My baby was fine. His other tests were fine, he would just be in casts and special shoes for a little while, but he would have a normal childhood. I would make sure of it. 
I asked God to forgive me for questioning his reason and asked him to just take control of the situation. I know Josiah has a purpose in life and there is a reason he was born this way. I have confidence that my son will get better and he will have no developmental problems. He is a really tough baby and I am so proud to call him my son. I love him more than I thought I ever could and he is really an inspiration to me.
 Clubfoot is not a deformity, it is a temporary problem that is fixable. He will be in casts for 4 weeks and then his pediatric orthopedic will decide if he needs a small surgery to release the tendons in his feet. He then will be in casts for another 4 weeks. (The purpose of the castings is the straighten the feet to their proper positions.) After castings are complete he will wear special shoes every day and night for 6 months and then only at night until he is 2 years old. The shoes and casts will not stop him from reaching any developmental milestones. In fact my little guy is only six weeks and already turning over! 
I can honestly say it was a tough pill to swallow at first, but after getting properly informed it was a lot easier to handle. By no means is this easy. He has weekly appointments to get his casts changed and seeing him cry and be uncomfortable is tough for us to bare, but I remind myself every week it could be worse. Josiah doesn't have cancer or a deadly virus or sickness, so I have a lot to be thankful for. My son smiles and looks into my eyes. My son gets happy to see his brothers and daddy. My son was born perfect in my eyes. I thank God for his life every day and whatever purpose he has for Josiah's life I know will be great.

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Fragile

Thursday, June 11, 2015




The last couple weeks have been rough around our house. Everyone got sick and Josiah got it the worst, ending up in the hospital with pneumonia.  It was horrible and scary. I'm glad I decided to take him to the ER at the first sign of a fever. He was a real trooper at the ER, they drew blood, took x-rays, and even stuck him with a catheter to draw a urine sample! I was in tears and felt so guilty. There is nothing like watching your helpless baby lie in a bed getting poked and prodded by a team of nurses, and not be able to do anything about it. He took it like a champ though, he didn't even cry, i was amazed at his strength and courage! Luis, my sister and I took shifts for a week with him in the hospital. I had developed bronchitis and had very little energy, very little sleep and found it really hard to eat, but we pulled through. It was tough because Abram and Eli just wanted all of us home at the same time and would cry at times, but they were little troopers as well and were thrilled when we brought Josiah back home. Thank God everyone is better now and we can finally rest easy with nobody sick. 
Abram's last day of Kindergarten was today and I felt happy and sad all in one, I'm so proud of him for enjoying school and showing the desire to learn. What makes me sad is the fact that he is growing up so fast! I feel like I blinked and he's this smart, funny, bright young man. I look at Eli and I'm so aware of time as well. Yesterday Josiah turned a month! I mean geez, can't a mother get a break with time?! But really, as a mother the best advice I can give is take it all in. Try your hardest to focus on every action, every smile, every facial expression your kids make. When times are hard that's literally the only thing that keeps you going and keeps you sane. When I am dead tired I think of all those things my boys do and it somehow keeps me sane and gives me the energy I need to keep going. 

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